Graybeard's duty room is large, as the poem describes: a bed with an ornate golden draperium, a large painting on the wall that adorns the white walls, and a single sculpture of a very feminine floor-to-ceiling nude, showing a simple beauty. The only thing that wasn't so artistic was the bird stand next to the head of the bed, on which stood a bird sleeping with fiery red and blue wings. The bird is about the same size as the cockatiel, and there is no leash under its feet, so it belongs to a state of freedom.

"Your taste has improved! Compared to your home in Alberobello, it's not so open, well, so open, it's more elegant. Masayle looked at the simple bedroom and sighed, remembering that Graybeard's home was simply a bad child's kind of unsightly decoration, and Graybeard himself thought it was called art.

"Oh, my friend, you don't know how to appreciate this art." Graybeard saw that there were no tables and chairs in the bedroom, so he touched the ring on his hand and conjured a set of tables and chairs in front of him out of thin air. The table is huge, and then there is a set of coffee equipment and a set of cups on the table, plus a box of coffee beans.

"The coffee beans are dried and the beans have a complete natural mellow taste, gentle aroma and more gum, which is bitter." Graybeard, who was grinding the beans, put the ground coffee into two cups and said in an elegant tone, "Then I can match it with the cane sugar from the forest that can delight people's hearts, this is sweet." He turned around and handed a cup of stirred coffee to Masayer, who took the cup and took a sip: "Well, it tastes good." The staggered tastes make me inadvertently remind me of what life is like. ”

Graybeard's eyes lit up and he smiled, "Yes, that's it." It seems that you are also quite an artistic person. But there are some arts that you are not as good as me, haha. ”

The two sat on one side of the table, staring at each other.

"How do you know that there is a demon land here? I remember you didn't have a very good relationship with the necromancer. It's rare to have a mage who doesn't feel repulsive towards a necromancer. Masayir tasted the coffee again: "The more I drink this coffee, the more I feel it." ”

Graybeard was pleased to see that he liked the coffee: "Of course Julie told me. Graybeard paused, "Well, we used to be good friends. ”

Massa Ilton put down the coffee in his hand, looked at Graybeard and said meaningfully, "Yes, good friends." Well, that's good. By the way, when I left Alberobello before, I heard that you were going to build the first building in human history, and it was also a comprehensive magical council tower of research, administration, and meetings, so how is it progressing now? ”

Graybeard's face was suddenly full of sadness: "This first building magic tower is our propaganda for the entire continent, intending to attract all kinds of magical talents to come to our magic city to study or communicate, if you can, even settle in Alberobello, and wait until the day it is built, everyone votes for the name of the magic tower, which belongs to the magic talent attraction plan." The six of us agreed to this plan, that is, Griharwa, who manages the finances, did not agree, although it was forcibly passed, but he kept picking and asking for funds, resulting in slow construction progress, saying that it would take time for the spread of propaganda to take a certain amount of time, so that everyone could be prepared, but we all knew that he was distressed about the money bag, although it was not his own, and several people who were anxious wanted to PK him. ”

Masayr was amazed: "Won't you reason with him?" ”。

Graybeard was also surprised: "Haven't you seen him fight before?" How many of us do you think, which heads-up is his opponent? Both in terms of magic diversity and strength. Hey, what a sin, the person who chose to manage the money bag at that time was interested in financial management, and it turned out that the strongest mage was the most capable of managing money. ”

Masayir sighed: "How difficult it is to have the same temper as the cardinal who manages the finances of our church. ”